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Mahou Shoujo no Hex Night: A Magical Girl Battle RP

"Hm?"

Himeko's descent came to a stop when she saw someone approach. She recognised the face of the young woman... Kaneko, right? You didn't get many people her age visiting the shrine these days, at least not on their own. Himeko gave a friendly smile, hands in the pockets of her jeans.

"Finished with the morning clean-up, at least," the bespectacled lady replied, "you'll have to wait until late afternoon to catch a glimpse of my beautiful self in uniform~"
The shrine maiden was curious, though. What could Kaneko Nico want to pray for? She didn't seem particularly religious, although Himeko was simply basing that off of their brief interactions. Well, as long as she wasn't mistaking the shrine as a miracle-granter, Himeko didn't particularly mind her presence.

With a playful smile, she pointed her hand towards the torii, "well, perhaps a generous donation to our lovely little shrine will convince me to don my hakama a little earlier~?"
Himeko's playful attitude was certainly more pronounced when out of uniform. She reigned in her sillier comments while on duty, but she simply couldn't restrain her more light-hearted antics any other time.

Mahou Shoujo no Hex Night: A Magical Girl Battle RP

All righty, just so I'd know if Himeko would know her name.

Mahou Shoujo no Hex Night: A Magical Girl Battle RP

@AmmokkxI'll probably reply after work. Himeko will probably recognise Nico's face, but hiw familiar do you want them to be?

Mahou Shoujo no Hex Night: A Magical Girl Battle RP

"Aaaaand... done~!"

Himeko raised her arms above her head, balancing on her toes as she stretched. Leaning against the shrine's mystical entrance gate was the broom Himeko had used to sweep the grounds all morning. Or for ten minutes, with the rest of her time spent nodding off. She didn't hate her work as a shrine maiden, but boy could it be lacking in dynamism sometimes.

With a sigh, Himeko gazed beyond the red torii, towards the city sprawling beyond. In an almost cliche fashion, the shrine was situated above a flight of stone steps, though almost disappointingly, not so high that the grounds towered above the rooftops. Oh well, maybe it was better for business this way.

The bespectacled young woman let out a quiet snort at the thought, grabbed the broom and headed behind the shrine, towards the living quarters. The sleeves of her traditional outfit swept majestically with her movements. After a quick bath, she'd take a little walk or something. Not much else to do at this time of day, after all.

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Over an hour later, the now casually-dressed girl was leaving the grounds, checking her phone. She let out an amused smirk when she saw some messages left behind in a certain chatroom. She'd certainly never imagined magical girls would make use of such a thing, even if it made sense to do so. Was she just old-fashioned like that, thinking that interactions between magical girls were purely limited to sudden meetings and inevitable fights?

Himeko's reply was brief and teasing, as it tended to be when posting.

[Magi✩Magi✩Fox] little girls shouldn't use bad words :)

And with that, the shrine maiden pocketed her phone and descended the stone steps, humming to herself.

Mahou Shoujo no Hex Night: A Magical Girl Battle RP

-Sneakily adds a fennec fox to Himeko's bio-

Mahou Shoujo no Hex Night: A Magical Girl Battle RP

A magical fox appears

• Name: Yukimura Himeko
• Age: 19
• Gender: Female
• Appearance: Similar in stature to her MG form below, however her hair is black, and falls to her shoulder blades. She also wears a pair of standard, black-rimmed glasses.
• Personality:
  A playful trickster who professes a wisdom beyond her years, Himeko maintains a cheerful demeanour, though she also tends to keep others at arms length. Himeko has a penchant for playing little tricks with acquaintances or especially other magical girls, but is also more than willing to sit and talk if it avoids a fight - at first.
  Himeko maintains that she is nothing more than a neutral force, gleefully proclaiming that the only trustworthy magical girl on the planet is herself. Himeko also denies being anything related to a defender of the weak, or a saviour of justice, or anything romanticised as that - she is simply a hard-working girl, trying her best to make things work out, instead of relying on nebulous higher powers to fix things. Yet she's also fighting for the sake of this wish...
  Despite her claims, Himeko is hardly a villain. She won't stand for abhorrent acts, and will do all in her power to remove a threat, in the unfortunate event a more qualified fighter isn't nearby. Perhaps she's simply trying to quell her more charitable nature.
• Skills: Is a fine cook, can quickly learn to identify most peoples' needs, and a self-proclaimed trap master.
• Brief Backstory: Coming from a family that maintains the town's shrine, Himeko has assisted in duties since she was ten-years old. Although she doesn't mind the work, her initial enthusiasm that came with serving the gods, and helping to grant smiles to the townspeople, soon eroded when she witnessed the seemingly typical behaviour of most townsfolk; pray for some sort of miracle fox to a problem, then see them return a month or so later, yelling their demands for an explanation as to why nothing changed. Having witnessed similar outcomes so often throughout the years, Himeko began to wonder if people were really just lazy and useless on their own, relying too much on others to succeed. It certainly soured her perception of things.
  Four years ago, she was visited by a fairy. This was surprising. Even more so when the fairy offered to give her magical powers to use as she wished. It was certainly a difficult proposition to ignore, even if it seemed too good. But it'd be a waste of an encounter if she just rejected the magic-granting fairy, wouldn't it?
• Magical Girl Appearance: It's just a bubble pipe, honest. In this form, her hair becomes a fine mixture of blonde and orange, her eyes taking on a yellow hue. She also grows small fangs.
• Concept: Fox
• Archetype: Tamamo-no-Mae
• Abilities:
  The main gimmick of Himeko's magical powers come from her 'tails'. When she transforms, Himeko will start with one tail, and every nine minutes more will grow. To be more accurate, Himeko is creating another magical wand, which she then shrouds in a mystical veil that gives the illusion of another tail. Nine tails is her limit, at which point she is exponentially more powerful, offsetting her relative weakness in her base state.
  Shape-shifting: She can take on the appearance of anyone else, imitating even their voice. She can't gain tails when shape-shifted, however.
  Foxfire: Her standard magic attack, a simple gout of blue flame. This becomes much more powerful and elaborate with additional wands.
  Killing Stone's Curse: Himeko's (current) ultimate technique, only available once she has at least seven tails. Himeko encases herself within a round, large stone, which then emits a nauseating aura that interferes with the senses and magic of all those in her vicinity. Naturally, she is incapable of doing anything else in this form.

Mahou Shoujo no Hex Night: A Magical Girl Battle RP

A magical fox appears

• Name: Yukimura Himeko
• Age: 19
• Gender: Female
• Appearance: Similar in stature to her MG form below, however her hair is black, and falls to her shoulder blades. She also wears a pair of standard, black-rimmed glasses.
• Personality:
  A playful trickster who professes a wisdom beyond her years, Himeko maintains a cheerful demeanour, though she also tends to keep others at arms length. Himeko has a penchant for playing little tricks with acquaintances or especially other magical girls, but is also more than willing to sit and talk if it avoids a fight - at first.
  Himeko maintains that she is nothing more than a neutral force, gleefully proclaiming that the only trustworthy magical girl on the planet is herself. Himeko also denies being anything related to a defender of the weak, or a saviour of justice, or anything romanticised as that - she is simply a hard-working girl, trying her best to make things work out, instead of relying on nebulous higher powers to fix things. Yet she's also fighting for the sake of this wish...
  Despite her claims, Himeko is hardly a villain. She won't stand for abhorrent acts, and will do all in her power to remove a threat, in the unfortunate event a more qualified fighter isn't nearby. Perhaps she's simply trying to quell her more charitable nature.
• Skills: Is a fine cook, can quickly learn to identify most peoples' needs, and a self-proclaimed trap master.
• Brief Backstory: Coming from a family that maintains the town's shrine, Himeko has assisted in duties since she was ten-years old. Although she doesn't mind the work, her initial enthusiasm that came with serving the gods, and helping to grant smiles to the townspeople, soon eroded when she witnessed the seemingly typical behaviour of most townsfolk; pray for some sort of miracle fox to a problem, then see them return a month or so later, yelling their demands for an explanation as to why nothing changed. Having witnessed similar outcomes so often throughout the years, Himeko began to wonder if people were really just lazy and useless on their own, relying too much on others to succeed. It certainly soured her perception of things.
  Four years ago, she was visited by a fairy. This was surprising. Even more so when the fairy offered to give her magical powers to use as she wished. It was certainly a difficult proposition to ignore, even if it seemed too good. But it'd be a waste of an encounter if she just rejected the magic-granting fairy, wouldn't it?
• Magical Girl Appearance: It's just a bubble pipe, honest. In this form, her hair becomes a fine mixture of blonde and orange, her eyes taking on a yellow hue. She also grows small fangs.
• Concept: Fox
• Archetype: Tamamo-no-Mae
• Abilities:
  The main gimmick of Himeko's magical powers come from her 'tails'. When she transforms, Himeko will start with one tail, and every nine minutes more will grow. To be more accurate, Himeko is creating another magical wand, which she then shrouds in a mystical veil that gives the illusion of another tail. Nine tails is her limit, at which point she is exponentially more powerful, offsetting her relative weakness in her base state.
  Shape-shifting: She can take on the appearance of anyone else, imitating even their voice. She can't gain tails when shape-shifted, however.
  Foxfire: Her standard magic attack, a simple gout of blue flame. This becomes much more powerful and elaborate with additional wands.
  Killing Stone's Curse: Himeko's (current) ultimate technique, only available once she has at least seven tails. Himeko encases herself within a round, large stone, which then emits a nauseating aura that interferes with the senses and magic of all those in her vicinity. Naturally, she is incapable of doing anything else in this form.

Mahou Shoujo no Hex Night: A Magical Girl Battle RP

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Of Gods and Men—An Urban Fantasy RP

Well wasn't this wonderful? The second Jonathan had decided a disappearing act was the way to go, some fool had to come over and address him. Well, them. It was probably quite pathetic that a girl could easily greet a man when she could barely reach his knee while he couldn't, but the salesman would like to stress in his defence, he quite liked surviving.

And now the giant's attention was brought to him. Jonathan was as still as he could manage, a wavering smile plastered across his face, arms completely straight at his sides. Under normal circumstances, the young salesman could hide his true emotions behind a smiling, friendly face, for any client between the kindly old grandmother with seven cats and a disdain for marmalade, to cliche crime bosses that loved sunglasses way too much. Soulflame was really throwing him for a loop these days.

Despite the look that the giant - calling himself Fremont - gave him, Jonathan had to try and regain a modicum of composure. He forced out what he hoped was a jovial laugh, "H-hi there! Jonathan Sterling here. Call me Jon, we're all pals here, right...?" the giant disappeared into the shop as he forced the line out, leaving him unsure of it was heard. Well, not that it mattered. He let out a relieved, wiping his forehead.

"...Think I preferred talking with Inari..." he muttered, and glanced towards Abigail. Now that Fremont was out the picture, he could act completely normal again. Straightening, he offered a somewhat more natural smile to her, "pleasure to meet you, Miss Kelly! I hope we can get along!" he offered his hand for a shake.

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Of Gods and Men—An Urban Fantasy RP

When Jonathan had managed to converse with a Japanese deity during what he thought was a routine negotiation, he thought he'd seen the pinnacle of surreal oddity in life.

He had some annoying, mystical canine at his beck and call, his new colleagues displayed what could only be described as superhuman abilities... hell, last time he stopped by his destination - a totally normal, completely unassuming and unremarkable book store - he was pretty sure he saw a strange girl that had a fondness for rabbits? He'd decided not to approach her because, honestly, he was dealing with enough crap as is.

That little chat he'd had with Inari still niggled at his mind, and he was sure it had affected his sales lately. It felt like people were listening to him less and less. Having a success rate below 100% bothered the young man, and obviously it wasn't a problem with his sales pitch. Whether it was bad luck spewed by that stupid fox or whatever, Jonathan was convinced that someone in Soulflame was screwing with his real job, and needed someone to vent at.

Too bad the entrance to the shop was suddenly being guarded by some hulking ogre of a monster.

"...Eh?" Jon had frozen in place, staring wide-eyed at the obstruction. Was that even a person? The guy was a monster! The non-combatant salesman was a tad above average in height himself, but he swore that this guy was, like, three times his height!
Well, if the bookstore really was under attack by some rogue demon or whatever, Jon decided he was less than qualified to assist. He could hardly rely on the stupid fox to do more than nip his ankle at best - assuming it bothered to materialise in the first place. No no, a stealthy exit was far more preferable.